It’s been a while. I should say “ages”. There was a time I thought I could not spend one day without words. And here I am, finding no time for short stories or poems. Ideas are there, somewhere. It looks like they know I don’t have much time for them. So they stay quiet.
I would love them to shout out loud, so I would make it a priority to take time for them. And yet I am glad they let me free, so I can make myself available for whatever comes my way.
When I don’t write as I used to, I am a bit worried that I won’t write anymore. It’s just a “maybe” but it could feel so real at times.
Here I am, trying to explain these things, trying to catch up an idea just for a couple of lines. Outside darkness is calling for bedtime. And I let my eyes wonder on the computer screen, thinking of the time ideas flew out of me like millions of shooting stars…
Hey there! It’s been a long long time on the Awards Line! So here we go again, thanks to Grace from Grace from the Sun who nominated my blog. She has a way with words that is enchanting to me! Thank you so much for your kind attention Grace!
What is the Golden Bloggerz Award?
The Golden Bloggerz Award was created by Chris Kosto to motivate and reward all the amazing bloggers who work hard every day to serve their audiences and deserve some recognition.
Place the award logo on your blog.
Mention the rules.
Mention the award creator and link to their blog.
Thank whomever nominated you and link to their blog.
Tell your audience three things about you.
Answer your nominator’s questions.
Nominate 10 people who deserve this award.
Ask the nominees 5 questions of your choice.
Let the nominees know of their nomination by commenting on their social media or blog.
Share links to 2-3 of your best/favorite posts.
Now 3 things about me:
I came to poetry while I was living in Ireland and I never looked back. Every time I hear music I just want to dance. When I am near the sea I feel like I am at home.
My answers to Grace questions:
What is the greatest lesson you have learned? That life will send you the same kind of experiences till you’re ready to see what you need to change!
What advice would you give to yourself from 10 years ago? Listen to your heart.
What is your favorite and least favorite color? Favorite is blue, least favorite is brown.
How would you want to be remembered? Like “she brought colors to my life!”
What is your favorite quote? “Even after all this time the sun never says to the earth, ‘You owe me.’ Look what happens with a love like that. It lights the whole sky.” Hafiz
1- When did you start blogging and why? 2- What’s the most precious feeling in life for you? 3- What is the first thing you see in the morning? 4- How would you describe Life to a young child? 5- What means poetry for you?
There’s this think about writing that makes you see things and people and places and situations from a different perspective. You spot something, a word, an action; you catch a color, a sign. You create from real something that lives only in your imagination and that will touch people who know nothing about you, but would catch a glimpse of what makes you happy, fearful, angry or grateful.
I believe writing is not about pleasing others, about saying what others want to hear. But about taking off all the layers we keep to protect ourselves. If we can’t do this, if we keep turning around without speaking our truth, we might want to choose another road; we might need to find another way to express ourselves.
Cause if we can’t let go, we won’t enjoy the ride, we will never get to this space where we can stand naked in front of the sun, without being burned.
Sometimes writing feels like dipping your fingers in chocolate ice cream
It’s delicious till you can’t stand it
It’s sweet till you can’t eat it
It makes you happy till it makes you sick
It’s happening to me right now as I am in process of re-reading my manuscript. It’s not so much about the story, it’s more about finding the right word, organizing paragraphs, crossing off lines, writing differently. I love it tille I hate it.
So I stop, take a pause, find something else to do, till the passion is back and the paper is not a threat anymore.
And you, how do you see writing? Is it always easy or do you find yourself lost from time to time?